Please understand it is not because I don't love ya' and don't want ya' to know what has been going on.
We talked. We laughed. We listened to tunes. B-Ball games continued to be watched.
Around 9:00 PM we decided to head out for dinner. Who is we you might be asking right about now.We is Sharon, Jason, and Jeremey. Me too of course.
You know what that meant don't you? Of course you do! It meant more drinks y'all. Hence, the goofy looks in the above pictures. It also meant clam chowder, tataki of tuna for Sharon and me, fish and chips for Jason, and a steak sandwich for Jeremey.
Post dinner, we went our separate ways.
However, Jeremey and I weren't done for the night so we headed back to West Seattle and to a location within walking distance of his place.As the night wore on, a scooby snack was in order.
We shared this piece of pizza. As luck would have it, it was the last one they had available. Score!
Since it was officially Easter, and the patrons were few and far between, they closed early. On the walk back to J's place, we saw this dry cleaner's store front.
I found it to be odd, that out of all the other stores, theirs was the only one with lights blazing. If they are embracing being green, and care for the environment as the sign states, I'm thinking less lights would be better. Plus, look how they care about their customer's clothes. All bunched up and laid out on the counter like that.
Once again, I am in no position to judge or hate as my clothes tend to look like this too while in the midst of project laundry.
How'd the night end? Late. Very late. Or should I say how did the morning start?
Just so you know, we were both champs and made it to church the next morning.
I don't know if he slept Sunday afternoon post his service but I know I sure did post mine. I failed to make it over to T's for Sunday dinner. I was wiped and had to get ready for the week's road trip.
I've said it before and I will say it again, I can't bring it or recover like I used to...